“He’s done for, we really still have to...” a male voice said urgently.,He's now lying on a powered stretcher. Within a ten-meter radius, there are a dozen or so armed personnel marching quickly in formation. It's clear they're exhausted, and some are even shaking, but at least they haven't run away. They still have some courage, I suppose. Just...,The shoulder insignia was orange, which marked them as belonging to the River-Beyond Colonial Star Garrison, even less prestigious than a Marine "Orangutan". They were also known derisively as "Security Team Trash", as their place on the military's hierarchy of contempt was at the very bottom.。